CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 25 PRIMITIVE PLANET_2

Ke Lian chuckled softly, casually putting the military affairs on the bedside table, then leaned over to hug Du Xixi gently: "Of course it’s no problem. The situation of military families is special. I can take a companionship leave, especially since I haven’t applied for leave for so many years. It’s just right to use it all at once this time."

Du Xixi looked up at Ke Lian’s expression again and saw his clear eyes, with no intention of deceiving her, which put her at ease. If that’s the case, it shouldn’t affect him.

Ke Lian was not deceiving Du Xixi. Ever since he joined the Military Department, he had always worked diligently. He’d rather pull an all-nighter than delay the next day’s work and was unwilling to take leave for rest or do anything irrelevant.

Du Xixi, as the Marshal’s Wife, was pregnant but too frail to be left alone. Naturally, it was appropriate for her husband Ke Lian to take leave to accompany her. The Military Department not only wouldn’t reject his leave application, but even granted extra days, allowing this hard-working Marshal to have a longer rest.

Watching Ke Lian stand at the front line of overtime day after day, the people in the Military Department were genuinely worried about Ke Lian’s health, fearing he might not die heroically on the battlefield, but rather collapse in the office one night.

Du Xixi obediently snuggled her head into Ke Lian’s embrace, found a comfortable spot to lie down, and then thought of Mo Ying’s situation, so she asked, "Do you think Sister Mo Ying will go on a blind date? I always feel it’s not very realistic."

Unrequited love is the hardest to let go of, because what you cannot have is always so tempting. But Mo Ying seemed to have figured it out, letting go very freely, with no visible sadness or lingering emotions on the surface.

"She will go. She’s not as fragile as you think."

Du Xixi pouted, sighed, and said, "But Sister Mo Ying is also a woman. She also needs to be cared for!"

"Don’t worry!" Ke Lian, unwilling to talk about others’ affairs with his wife late at night, directly lowered his head to silence the little mouth that wanted to say more, "It’s late..."

"Ke Lian!" Du Xixi was very helpless, but her strength was no match for Ke Lian’s rough hands, and she couldn’t push Ke Lian away, "I’m pregnant!"

"Shh..."

"Just a kiss..."

*

The next morning when Du Xixi got up, her entire right hand felt sore. Even though Ke Lian had already tended to it, any slight movement would cause waves of tingling to spread throughout her body, making her silently curse Ke Lian a few times.

"You said it was just a kiss..."

"You rogue!"

Ke Lian had already gone downstairs to handle military affairs. Du Xixi lazily got out of bed to wash up, changed into a comfortable long home dress, and went downstairs. The ever-present 2569 also followed along to protect Du Xixi appropriately.

"Xixi, morning." Ke Xing was yawning, seemingly holding a large cup of strong tea.

He looked very fatigued, his entire demeanor a bit spiritless, but when greeting Du Xixi, he tried hard to put on a "I’m fine" front.

Du Xixi sulked, deliberately ignoring Ke Lian who was looking at her and only asked Ke Xing: "Morning, Dad. Why do you look so tired?"

Ke Lian, unable to interject, had no choice but to diligently step up and hold Du Xixi when she sat on the sofa, very consciously massaging her right hand.

Du Xixi snorted coquettishly, her anger dissipating mostly, and a slight smile appearing at the corners of her mouth.

Seeing this, Ke Lian knew Du Xixi was no longer angry and naturally smiled.

Ke Xing had come home quite late last night. At least when Du Xixi and Ke Lian went to their room, it was already eight-thirty, and Ke Xing still hadn’t returned. Only later at night did Du Xixi vaguely hear some noises downstairs, presumably the late-arriving Ke Xing?

"Don’t mention it, I had such bad luck last night." When Ke Xing brought this up, he looked even more exhausted.

As it turned out, after eating a Lucky Roll yesterday evening, Ke Xing was in a great mood and really arranged to go for a walk with a few old friends. But possibly due to eating too many Lucky Rolls which turned out to be not so ’lucky’, or maybe he just had bad luck that day, while walking, unexpectedly, he stepped into a temporal rift.

Temporal rifts aren’t as terrifying and dangerous as the novels on Blue Star describe. In the Star Era, it’s merely a gap with a transit function.